Friday, August 23, 2013

I can’t do this without you

I cannot live, I can't breathe Unless you do this with me ”The Adventure” -- Angels and Airwaves

You only get to do life once. I’m doing life with the perfect person.

Twenty-seven years ago today, I married Susan. According to my father, God gave me this woman to tame me. And that she did.

I refer to this woman one way: the Charming and Beautiful Susan. Every single day I can’t wait to come home to be with this woman and spend time with her. To share life with her.

I’ll never forget meeting her. All my buddies were after her. But somehow I convinced her to climb onto the back of my motorcycle for a ride to the beach. That was our first date. Impromptu. Unplanned.

I inadvertently parked my Suzuki in a tow away zone at the Fort Lauderdale A1A strip on the beach across the street from the Elbow Room. My bike got towed and we were stranded. Impromptu. Unplanned.

That was the first time I kissed her. The memory makes me dizzy. Who cares if my bike got towed. Keep it. This hot girl was letting me in close enough for a long kiss. The first of many. Impromptu. Unplanned.

This is the first memory I made with this woman. She was nineteen. I was twenty. I was on the beach in October in Florida. I was euphoric. We got married eight months later. The memory of that first night still makes me dizzy.